Juiced for contrast; too much, too much: coughing, delirium, fever & vomitus. Melange of moulage, cadaver practice – worser ways to be, set against my ragged self.
Tiger jaw cranes revealing the dental pulp rotted within: rotted with stories, with glucose slicks, with just becauses. Uncap them King Ghidorahs and pull out the fibre bolls that give name to them halitosis fever dreams. Drill, empty, fill and repeat.
Mockingbird wish-machine unfurl unfurls its wings, least that’s the look on the urethra kumquat print. Trypsin the light fantastic, stripping bonds like they was going out of fashion.
Blinding white heat, Cagney on a gas tank – wavelengths penetrate eyeshades: only one way for this to end, up and over, tumbledown into awakeness.
Written on Monday, 28 July 2014